Can you hear me now?

[cyfor]

[Cy is on the plane looking extremely pleased about something. She is looming protectively over a little silver rectangle, talking to it in a low voice and crooning every once in a while

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[marthajonesmd]

[amused] Who're you calling, Cy?

[cyfor]

I called Nancylocks! Lots of times.

[marthajonesmd]

Nancylocks? Who's that?

[cyfor]

He looks like Archelaus, only he's not.

[marthajonesmd]

Someone who looks like the Master...no, I don't think I've met anybody like that.

[cyfor]

Don't shoot him, okay? He gets that a lot. [Whisper] It makes him grumpy.

[marthajonesmd]

[chuckle] All right, I'll hold off on the shooting till I find out that he isn't the Master.

[cyfor]

But you'll shoot him after you find out he isn't?

[marthajonesmd]

Yeah, I didn't phrase that so well. I won't shoot him at all, I promise.

[cyfor]

[Purrrrr. To the phone;] Hear that, Nancylocks?

[marthajonesmd]

[headtilt] Are you talking to him now?

[cyfor]

I was talking to his answering machine.

...I think I hung up.